Chapter 94

***Chrissy***

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That question hit me. Actually, Mom had asked about Dayle and I. I start narrating the whole scene to him.

Flashback starts:
Right after Dayle had left, Mom crosses staring at me squarely.
“Mom, why are you staring at me like that? What did I do wrong, I'll apologize!”
“I'm comfortable about everything right now but not everything!” she starts as my brows crumple. “Dayle listens to you more than he listens to his father, did you know?”
“That's unfair Mom, Dayle respects his father better than anyone.” I snap
“I SAID that he listens to you more and I'm not talking about respect. They are two different things. I was born in the ‘80s, yes, but I am not blind. When a guy starts showing so much affection, I can tell the difference between care and love.”
“Mom that's absurd to think,”
“You know that I'm right, Chriss!” she adds firmly. “Dayle is your brother and not someone that you should flirt—jeez, I didn't raise you to be a pervert. You're a very good girl—”
“You’re talking as if...”
“You both stood too close... Wait, did he kiss you?”
“MOM?”
“Alright. I believe you but I think that guy is head over heels—”
“MOM stop, okay? Please!” I interrupt her
“Okay. Just thinking out loud. He's a lovely boy which I know but...”
“But nothing Mom, I love you. Go to bed now, baby needs to rest!” I start shooing her away. She places a kiss on my forehead before she heads away.
Flashback ends;

He rolls his eyes sadly burying his head into the pillow. “Fuck!” he rubs his face. I lay on my back beside him, he intertwines his fingers with mine. I'm scared that someone might walk in but it's only a 45% situation.
“I don't want to lose you!” he starts
“Me neither!”
“But for how long are we going to keep hiding? It fucking sucks, it frustrates me more than being denied a car or money. I swear.”
I chuckle. He must think that I'm being sarcastic.
“Chrissy I'm dead serious, stop chuckling!”
“Okay!” I swallow up the rest of the jest. “It bothers me too!” he tightens his grip a bit.
“Let's tell them!”
“What?” I spring up like a lighted bulb.
“Yes, everyone.” he proudly adds
“You've got to be kidding me, we are doomed. Rumors are extreme at school—everyone’s talking a whole shit about us! It's not time!” I step out of bed angrily, he does the same thing standing in front of me. “Dayle, this is not a matter of joke. It's fucking not!” I almost raise my voice. He wraps his hands around my waist, I can't lie, I'm getting turned on by his singular touch.
“C’mon baby I got—we’ve got this!” he pins me to his embrace and kisses my neck for two seconds. “I have something in mind to tell you, I've had it since last night though!”
“What's that?” I ask curiously. He snuggles my cheeks first and motions for me to sot first.
“Let's talk!” he adds. I drop on the edge of the bed while he pulls a chair and sits in front of me. “It's like an escape plan. Once we discuss with Dad and Ms. Lena and maybe our friends—they’d understand. We have nothing on us, Chrissy.”
“How? I don't even understand what you mean, we are constantly—”
He places his finger over my mouth to sgut me up and I remain that way like I'm being hexed upon. “Easy.” he clears his throat first and continues. “I used to think that finding out about Freya and Brandon was a poop stuck in my ass not until I thought about us and whole thing.” he says and my thoughts starts falling into track trying to fathom what he means. He speaks like he's a sensei.
“Like what?” I ask hastily
“Chriss, fucking chill okay?!” he rubs my chin and continues. “I used to be mad over the fact that I'm not the biological son of Owen and Vee but now it's all clear to me—in fact, it's too vivid now. Whether or not I like to acknowledge the fact that Freya and Brandon are my parents, it wouldn't change the fact that Owen is my Dad and Ms. Lena... My new Mom!” he says but the last part made my smile. At least, he acknowledges Mom as someone very important, he always has. He faintly smiles.
“What's your point exactly?” I ask
“My point is, we don't have to worry about our relationship anymore. I'm not related to Dad by blood which means that you and I can love without hiding—”
“Jeez Dayle, you are incredible!” I snap
He gives me a suspicious. “You think?”
“Of course not, that was hideous to think of!” I snap and so his face drops. “Dayle, it's making sense,”
“At least tell me that you understand my point, and not say that it's hideous!” he snaps, he's pissed off.
“I understand you, Dayle—”
“Then what? I'm only thinking of ways and this is not just a way rather it's a solution and a reality. Don't you think that this is fate?” he asks and right now, we're the opposite of each other, he's reasonable and I'm not. Most times, he's just overtly nonchalant over things little did I know that he thinks of the future with me. I'm not misjudging him but I'm actually speechless to hear him tell him such things.
“Don’t you?” he asks again
“I do!”
“Then what exactly? Chrissy, there hasn't been a day that I haven't regretted the fact that I lured you to an affair that's outlawed but look it now, look at how things played out. I'm no longer mad at the Dad for hiding the truth or for having another parents, long story short, I'm keen. If we didn't have a future together, do you think that this would happen?”
Once again, I give a deep thought while he stares at me. He's right. He's not a real son of Mr. Owen and I'm not either which means Dayle and I can actually end up together without having to worry about hiding. I know that we both sound absurd but this is awesome.
“As long as I'm with you, I accept my reality Chriss. It makes sense to me now!” he says calmly, he takes my hands into his and places soft kisses on them.
“Dayle, you are risking a lot. Dad’s gonna mad, Mom too, our friends!” I point out
“Are you gonna choose them over us?”
He asks but I can't answer that question, there is no way I can choose them over us. I tried to push away severally but it's only a impossible because I love him.
“I choose us and you know that!”
“Now you understand what I mean, don’t you?! Don't you think we should move onto the next stage? Telling everyone?”
“Dayle, I'm scared!” I innocently tell him. He uses his thumb to rub my cheek carefully.
“Hey! I'm scared too but we are not gonna be cowards, are we? Especially when we know that it's no longer wrong!” he kisses my lips for a moment, his kiss is like strength to a weakling. That's my situation, I feel the courage to let everyone learn the truth. He's right, it's no longer wrong. We can freely love.
“I know that it's gonna hurt them, it's gonna hurt us too but we will tell them anyway. I'll tell Dad and you tell Ms. Lena. I'll tell my buddies and you tell yours if you want—or I'll tell them if you want,”
“They are my friends so I’ll tell them.” I snap with a proud smile.
“That's my baby right here!” he sweetly tells me. “It's gonna hurt, in fact you're gonna feel like you did the wrong thing telling them but trust me, they would understand and let us. If they don't, we are gonna go far away—”
“Wait what?”
“Yes Chriss, we'll go if they don’t agree!” he adds and I scoff with a slight frown. We are too young to elope, why isn't he considering that part? “Okay, just saying. We'll pretend to escape and you know that they wouldn't let us leave, right?” he asks and I nod affirmatively. “Consider it as a threat mechanism. It's harmless. Are you ready?”
“Damn ready!”
We do a high five and laugh it off. It sounds simple but we'll cope, we embrace each other. We are looking into each other’s eyes like babies who need to discover their mothers, more like bright stars in twilight. It's intently and deliberate as if tomorrow is far. My arms enfold his nape while his arms around my waist like we wouldn't ever let go or detach from this position.
“I'm sorry...” he almost whispers
“About what?” I ask calmly
“About the list! It was wrong of me to do that not only to you but to every other girl but believe me it was before I met you—before I fell in love with you. I didn't know that I would ever and that was why I kept appearing and interfering in your relationship with Egan, I just couldn't stay away knowing that I really loved you. I felt like a coward to have hurt you in the past and now. You deserve better, Chrissy, I will make that happen if you let me. I won't go back to those things again! I promise you, Chriss!”
Hearing him spit these gentle and sincere words to my face eases me more, there is no lie beneath them. I believe everything he says to me. How could he lie when he literally saved my life back there? And now that he's ready to go against everything for me.
“I love you Dayle, we'll be fine! I know that!”
We start kissing and from there, it kickstarts another sensation. I quickly hop on the bed as he comes crawling up to me. I take off my shirt leaving behind nothing at all—I’m naked. He looks stunned, that's what I want. He wants me, I see the burning desire in his eyes. It's been a while we had this time, we are gonna have it anyway.
He buries his face in my chest, sucking my buds gently and it doesn't take long as he proceeds to my waistline—beneath my waistline. His head is buried between my thighs. He's working on my clit and my pussy lips ferociously causing me to shiver.
I start breathing heavily, writhing and squirming all the way, I start to feel my toes curl when he licks me and digs in with his tongue deep inside me.
“Fuck, Dayle! Mmm!” I don’t want make a sound.
“Cum on me, baby!”
Mighty orgasms.
My brain is not in this world neither is it mine to begin with, I'm drowned. Dayle is responsible but I love every bit of it.